"You three old guys, you are really going back more and more, for the sake of a little entanglement between juniors, you have to ask for the Dragon Festival Order, aren't you afraid that the Dragon Order will backlash and suppress the crime on the spot?"

In the auction hall, Jia Wantong, who arrived in a hurry, said with a gloomy face.

"Jia Lao'er, you are messing around here, it is a matter of the origin of the real ambergris, is it a trivial matter?"

Nangong Lian snorted.

"Yes, instead of stopping us and others, Brother Jia should let this kid confess honestly, otherwise he will not blame me for carrying out the Dragon Court's edict!"

A middle-aged man with a slightly pale face and a thin body said coldly.

This person's name is Beichen Feng, and he is the guard elder of the Beichen family on this trip, and he is also a great grandmaster!

"What kind of idea do you guys have, do you think the old man doesn't know?"

Jia Wantong's old face sank.

Buzz!

The entire auction hall shook slightly, the majestic shore was like an abyss, and the power fluctuations of heaven and earth loomed, and everyone turned pale and secretly smacked their tongues.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, he took a step forward with a tense face, and said with a solemn expression, "For the sake of acquaintance, I would like to advise Brother Jia, although Tongbao money is strong, it may not be able to compete with the Dragon Festival Order, even if we can only invite the Dragon Order Projection!"

"You...... You ......"

Jia Wantong's face froze, his eyes were hesitant, and he was extremely ugly.

"Humph!"

Nangong Lian Qi and Beichen Feng snorted coldly in unison, and the old god stood in his hands.

As Dongfang Mo said, outsiders only know that the Dragon Festival Order is a holy treasure to protect the dragon clan, but they don't know that the true power of this treasure is far above the ordinary holy treasure.

Even if Tongbao money is a holy weapon of the Jiajiazhen clan, it can't be done.

Of course, if Jia Wantong is determined to protect Wu Ming and urge Tongbao money with all his might, he may be able to compete with one or two.

But the treasure has a spirit, let alone a holy treasure, this treasure adheres to the will of the Jia family, and it is impossible to fight to the death for outsiders and the Dragon Festival!

"Boy, how did the real ambergris come about, hurry up and make it clear, otherwise under the Dragon Festival order, it's too late to say anything you want, this is not a joke!"

Jia Wantong hesitated for a while, and directly transmitted the voice to Wu Ming, but said quietly on his face, "What do you three old guys think, the old man knows very well, and I also advise you, this son is the official canonized King of Wu in the Great Song Dynasty, protected by the incense of the people and the luck of the Great Song Dynasty."

Even if it is the Dragon Festival Order, it is impossible to punish it casually!"

"This is not sure that you bother, we have asked His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty for instructions, and his edict said that it is a matter of peace between the two races, and the national body should be the most important, and the others should be light!"

Beichen Wind Yin Survey.

Javantong was silent.

Greeting Zhao Yukun so quickly, he was obviously determined to use the Dragon Festival Order to give Wu Ming a good look.

"Third uncle!"

Jia Wantong stepped forward in a whisper, his lips moving slightly, but he didn't hear it.

"Hmph, this kid is a stubborn donkey, the old man doesn't care!"

Jia Wantong's face changed for a while, and he walked aside coldly.

"Huh!"

The three elders of the dragon merchant smiled and looked at the corner of the VIP room.

"Ahem, is Your Highness sure you won't let me say it?"

Wu Ming coughed dryly and asked softly.

In other words, will there be anything to be done by the order of the dragon of Na Raush?

"Hmph, you are the one who broke the disaster, but it's none of the princess's business!"

Yu Linglong gave him a roll of his eyes and buried himself in the pile of food.

"Yes!"

Wu Ming rubbed his brows with a little headache, knowing that this girl made it clear that she didn't want to reveal her identity, and he really did it first, and he didn't do it properly, so he could only go up hard.

This girl started a fire, but it was much more terrifying than those three old guys, even if it was the Dragon Festival Order, she couldn't care about it.

"Hehe, the matter has come to this, this king knows that he can't help himself, please be a witness to everyone present, after the fact, this king will definitely write to His Majesty the Emperor and ask, when, the princes of this dynasty, you can let the foreign people ignore the reason, and supervise at will!"

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ming immediately walked out of the VIP room, looked around at the people present, and said with a cold heart.

"Presumptuous, it's obvious that you are stubborn and want to cover up the true ambergris who came from the wrong way, and we are waiting for the peace between the two clans to make this decision!"

Nangong Lian shouted loudly.

"The old horseman is presumptuous!"

Wu Ming looked through the shadow wall and rebuked unceremoniously.

"Bold!"

Nangong Lian's red hair stood upside down, and the terrifying and incomparable coercion spread, and all the martial artists in the audience were shocked.

The dignified grandmaster, the elder of the Nangong family, when was he scolded like this, and the other party was still an ant-like junior!

Even with the lotus lantern protector, under the coercion of such a strong person, Wu Ming couldn't help but stumble, and his intuition was like a terrifying fire shadow, and his skin was even more scorching!

"What is bold is you flattering and unscrupulous!"

Wu Ming took a deep breath, shook his fists slightly to the sky with both hands, and responded arrogantly.

"You...... The old man has chopped you little brute alive!"

Nangong Lian was furious, his eyes were red, and he was about to attack with shaking his hands.

Even Beichen Feng and Dongfang Mo were ugly, and murderous intent loomed in their eyes.

Many people have said these words, but they have all been strangled by the four dragon merchants, and after countless bloodbaths, no one dares to mention it again.

But now that Wu Ming said it on the spot, it was tantamount to exposing the hidden dark scars, the red fruit fruit, in front of everyone!

"Presumptuous!"

How could Jia Wantong let the three of them make a move, shouted loudly, and waved his big hand.

Buzz rumble!

The great power of the Void shook, and the golden light penetrated through the layers of protection and went straight into the infield.

Everyone felt warm at the same time, but there was a chill rising from the depths of their hearts, and at the same time, they were shocked and involuntarily surrendered to this force!

Things have developed to this point, and everyone has come back to their senses, no wonder Wu Ming is not afraid of the Dragon Shang family, and his feelings are close to the Jia family, which can't be thicker, even leg hair can scare people's thighs to death!

"Hmph, Jia Lao'er, do you really want to be determined to protect such a man who does not choose to say anything, and has no respect for his elders?"

Nangong Lian's face was purple and red, which showed that he was extremely angry.

"This place is recognized by many colleagues, we and other five initiated, in the name of Tongbao money to launch the auction event, you don't want to bully the small, my Tongbao money is the first money village in China, how can you sit back and wait to ruin the reputation of the money bank?"

Jia Wantong was dissatisfied with Wu Ming in his heart, but as he said, it was about the reputation of Tongbao Qianzhuang, and there was no room for any difference.

"Hahaha, good, in that case, I want to see if there is a chance that this son will survive under the Dragon Festival order!"

Nangong Lian laughed angrily, his red palm gradually disappeared from the terrifying aura, and he reached out and felt a scale-shaped token.

"Humph!"

Dongfang Mo and Beichen Feng glanced at each other, glanced at Jia Wantong and Wu Ming coldly, and invariably took out tokens of the same shape.

It's just that Wu Ming's sharp eyes found that the three dragon scale tokens were of different colors.

Nangong Lian's crimson is like fire, like fire jade, the blue and gold of Dongfang ink are faintly flashing, and Beichen's is as silver-white as frost!

"The lower clan follows the Dongfang, Nangong, and Beichen second-class guardians of the court, and there are dragons who supervise the Quartet, and now I see the real dragon saliva occasionally appearing in Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, in order to prevent someone from harming the real dragon, I specially invite the Dragon Palace Dragon Festival!"

The third elder looked humble and solemn, his hands dragged the token weakly, and he muttered words in his mouth.

Airplanes!

Before the words fell, the three elders surged with the coercion of the great shore, like the sky and the sea, like the rain and the tide, like the wind and electricity, like the fire, and unchanging!

If you look closely with your divine sense, it is not difficult to find that with the ups and downs of coercion, changes and uncertainties, three-colored clouds and mist appear on the three elders' bodies, and there are even more hidden dragon-shaped lights and shadows surging endlessly, which is not real.

It's just that the third elder, as a great grandmaster and a strong man, is not something that ordinary people can peep at at all, not even Tianjiao.

There are only two people who can be seen clearly in the field, one of them is Jia Wantong, a powerhouse of the same level.

"The dragon sees the head but not the end!"

Under the influence of Wu Ming's clear eyes, he could see the changes at a glance, and a sentence flashed in his heart for no reason.

But just by looking at it, I felt that my eyes were tingling, as if I had been struck by lightning, like a fire, and like a concentration of various forces like ice, and I burst into tears in an instant.

"Hmph, the little bastard who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he dares to peep at us and others to cast spells, don't say that we have communicated the Dragon Festival Order, even if it is our own coercion, it can shock you to death!"

The three elders of the dragon merchants, who seemed to be aware, looked sideways slightly, and all looked cold.

But when he saw Wu Ming rubbing his face hard, except for his eyes reddening, he felt like he was fine, and his face couldn't help but darken.

Being scolded in person as a countlist and forgetting his ancestors is almost no different from picking up the ancestral grave, so he naturally hates Wu Ming very much.

"Hmph, it's just the power of imperial luck, but as soon as the Dragon Festival Order arrives, it will be your death!"

Coincidentally, the three elders retracted their gaze and made every effort to communicate with the Dragon Festival Order.

"Boy, before the Dragon Festival arrives, and things have not developed to the point of no return, the old man asks you again, do you really want to explain?"

Jia Wantong hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"Although this old man values my help to the Jia family now, it is rare that he can still think about me in this regard!"

Wu Ming showed gratitude, smiled and shook his head, and when he looked at the third elder of Long Shang, not only was he not afraid, but his expression was quite playful.

"Hey!"

Jia Wantong sighed and stopped persuading.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for turnaround, because through Tongbao money, he has sensed that a great and majestic dragon power has emerged in the void, and it has caused Tongbao money's instinct to be strongly vigilant.

As expected, someone who can have such power must be the Dragon Festival Order!

As soon as he thought of this, Jia Wantong gritted his teeth, controlled Tongbao money to withdraw a gap, and let that dragon power descend.

As Dongfang Mo said before, the Dragon Festival Order is not a joke, even if it is a projection, it is enough to compete with any holy treasure.

From ancient times to the present, countless bloody facts have already confirmed this, there is no doubt about it!

"It's coming!"

The lotus lamp in Wu Mingming's door flickered, and he was blessed to the heart, and his eyes looked at the void with a gleam of essence.

Rise!

Almost at the same time, the roar of the nine heavens, the sound of the dragon roaring the universe resounded throughout the venue, and everyone who heard it lowered their heads respectfully, and their hearts were impressed!

"The lower clan guards the dragon guard of the court and welcomes the dragon festival!"

The three elders of the dragon merchant were even more humble, and shouted in unison.